The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Holy Land Mary Joya.

Don Quixote family.

The hall with clear windows is full of important backbone members of the family, wearing hoods, not breathing with the world, their eyes full of defiance, and a condescending expression.

Under the high seat, stood a blond boy, his face tense and relieved.

"Brontë, you violated the clan rules and insulted the image of Draco, and after the decision of the Council of Elders, you were expelled from the Don Quixote family." In the lobby, an old man with gray hair stood up and read the resolution of the elders.

He is Don Quixote Aoun, the patriarch of the Don Quixote family, a Draco over seventy years old.

Don Quixote Bronte, born in 1024 AH, had just turned sixteen this year, the second son of Don Quixote Pisman , who was expelled from his family by the Presbyterian Church and demoted to a commoner because he did not want to wear a hood symbolizing Draco's status.

Brontë had nothing to say about this, he had long been tired of this Draco identity who regarded himself as a creator.

The teenager believes that galloping on the sea without worry is the ultimate romance that men pursue.

More than thirty years ago, his eldest uncle, Don Quixote Honaigushen, voluntarily renounced his Draco status and led his wife and two sons away from the Holy Land of Marie Joa.

Although Ho Nagou had long since passed away, his son Don Quixote Doflamingo became king of Dressrosa and one of the seven martial seas of His Majesty.

He didn't know what was going on, but in Brontë's mind, Mingo had always been his role model.

In addition, twenty years ago, the man named Gal D. Roger, on the execution table, opened the era of exploration, which made Brontë flock.

"Want my treasure? Go, go find it, I'll put it all there!"

This is a very attractive man, standing at the apex of the sea, facing death, not fearful.

Brontë has always regarded Roger as an idol in his lifelong pursuit, vowing to become a man who conquers the sea.

Now that he has been removed from his family, he is just enough to go and start his own business, become a pirate, make a detour on the great voyage, and go to the final Ralph Drew to find the legendary big secret treasure "One Piece".

At that time, he will be the second-generation One Piece who has been admired by countless people, a true peak powerhouse.

But Brontë decided to go to Hydra Island first to find his fiancée, Boya Hancock, a child bride his father had chosen from slaves.

It's just that Brontë doesn't have much impression of Hancock anymore, and vaguely remembers that she is a very beautiful big sister.

Because when Brontë was six years old, Hancock was rescued by Fisher Tiger, the captain of the Sun Pirates, and the two have never seen each other since.

Brontë knew that Hancock must hate him, after all, he was once a Draco.

However, in any case, Brontë had to find the fiancée and make it clear to her.

The boy held a handprint marriage contract, which was a romance that belonged exclusively to him and Hancock.

Although he hadn't traveled far in recent years, Brontë was well aware of the big things that were happening outside.

For example, his fiancée Han Cook is also one of the seven martial seas of His Majesty, and is also the female emperor of the snake race.

I heard that today's female emperor is not only outstanding in appearance, but also a famous beauty in the world, but also tall, especially the long legs, which is simply addictive.

With a hot heart, he couldn't wait to see Snake Ji.

Brontë bowed deeply to the elders and the elders of the family, and then walked out the gate without looking back.

From now on, he will no longer have the noble status of a Draco and officially become an ordinary commoner.

"Farewell, Draco!"

Stepping out of the gates of Santa Maria, the sun in the sky is particularly dazzling.

Brontë covered the sun with his hand, and when he took one last look at the place where he had lived for sixteen years, he felt that it was full of dirt and filth.

Without the restraints of the heavy hood, he sucked in the fresh air, and suddenly felt happy, as if he smelled the islands, the waves.

Sure enough, the air of freedom gives people infinite reverie.

Brontë came to the edge of the Red Earth continent, from where he prepared to enter the Great Voyage.

Suddenly, he found that without the identity of the Draco, he couldn't even get out of the sea, so he could only stand on the edge of the cliff and stare.

As soon as he got rid of the shackles, reality taught him a hard lesson, but Brontë was not discouraged, and he finally found the courage to face difficulties and dangers.

At this time, there was a commotion in the rear, and a large number of military and police officers rushed to this side with great momentum.

The crowd surrounded Orn and appeared in front of the boy, like a beast, forcing the poor little sheep into a corner.

"Patriarch, what do you mean by that?" Brontë was puzzled, he was no longer a Draco, and he had not broken the law.

Aoun smiled slyly, "No, my daughter hates that the slaves who bid from the Chambord Island Islands are too dirty, she wants a pet who is not so obedient, but handsome, and once noble."

The woman with the musket next to her smiled with satisfaction, "Brontë, are you willing to be my slave?"

Brontë's face was full of shock, but he didn't expect that he had just become a civilian on his front foot, and these faceless things chased him, which was completely without giving himself a way to live.

Once living in Santa Maria, he knew the end of becoming a slave, which was inferior to an animal.

"Patriarch, although I am no longer from the Don Quixote family, I still have the blood of the Draco people flowing in my body, and you are so brazenly mutilating your compatriots, are you not afraid to blame you from above and remove you from your position?"

"Oh, don't worry, we have already asked the above, and the five old stars agreed to eliminate the traitors in this way."

Brontë was utterly desperate, and before his dream began, he was about to fall into an endless abyss.

"This group of vile and shameless sluts will not stop until they drive people to a corner."

Brontë cursed violently in his heart, he was ready to jump off a cliff at any time.

How could a young eagle that had just broken free of restraint allow itself to enter a bigger cage?

Even if his body is broken, he will not be a slave to that ugly-faced woman.

"Does my father know about this?"

"What can you do with that waste father? Just like your uncle, it's just family scum! Follow us obediently, at least you will survive. Aoun looked meaningfully at the boy on crutches, sympathy in his eyes, but more mockery.

Brontë took a deep breath, "Old Orn thief, since you are ruthless, then don't blame me for being unrighteous, even if it is a ghost, I will not let you go." After

that, he jumped up.

——

Zhou Ming woke up and found himself lying on the beach with a golden fruit beside him.

"This is ... Devil Fruit? "

As Haimi, he naturally recognizes the Devil Fruit that can have superpowers if he eats it.

Even if it will be abandoned by the sea, it will still make countless people covet, which is the charm of the Devil Fruit.

Although you can become a strong person without eating the fruit, you must not be weak if you eat the fruit.

But Zhou Ming didn't act rashly, because he didn't know what the current situation was, in case it was poisonous, it would be over!

He looked around nervously, clearly remembering that he had returned to his residence after drinking with a friend last night.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming's head ached violently, as if it was about to split, causing him to roll on the ground.

Soon, a large number of memory fragments were like a tide, frantically inserted into the mind, intertwined and fused inside, thus forming a complete memory chain.

Zhou Ming silently digested these memories.

It turns out that he traveled to the world of pirates and became Doflamingo's cousin, Don Quixote Brontë, a teenager who had just been expelled from his family.

"What a crime!"

Zhou Ming was so angry that he was thunderous.

That was a transcendent Draco, and the identity of the Creator alone was enough to make him stand at the top of the world.

However, the original owner abandoned this layer of noble status like this, and it was simply not too pitted.

Zhou Ming's heart was instantly ashen.

In his previous life, he was tortured enough by 996, and he also wanted to experience the feeling of being a capitalist.

I didn't expect Daqing to die so soon!

It's not too bad to have the feeling of having it, no, it's not having it at all.

At this time, a yellowed piece of parchment fluttered in the wind and fell straight into Zhou Ming's hands.

Ignorantly, he picked it up and looked at it, and was almost so shocked that he couldn't speak.

I never expected that the parchment roll in my hand turned out to be a marriage contract with the female emperor Boya Hancock.

Zhou Ming trembled and picked up the devil fruit on the ground, his heart rate soared one hundred and eighteen, and his lips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After all, it is the dream lover of countless men, and the female emperor who has completely fallen at a glance!